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I can feel a tear well up in my left eye as the images start to slow. It slowly drips down my cheek as a familiar scene finally emerges.
It's the first and only time I was aware of who my parents were. The first and only time I got to see them in person, even from a distance. It's them and Annabell in that house.
The lights are brighter from this perspective. The tree is greener, bigger, fresher. The fire is blazing and warm, the scent of it mingling with the noble fir's heady, woodsy one.
The warmth in the room and their hearts fights off the chill I stood in outside. To hear the excitement in all their voices and the joy on their faces after all they've been through together makes me want to smile. I would if I wasn't paralysed from this process.
What I couldn't see from outside was the inscribed wood star on top of the tree.
Baby Swan, you'll always be in our hearts. 9-13-1994.
There's a small angel accompanying the words and it tears at my heart.
All this time, I thought they gave me up, replaced and forgot about me. I've haunted their thoughts as much as they have mine.
They light candles in my honor and tell stories about when my mother was pregnant with me. They wonder about where I am, what I'm doing, who I'm with. They hope I'm happy.
It's not amazing, but amazing to feel the warmth swelling in my chest.
I just wish I knocked on the door.
AN:
This is much later than I wanted it to be. Life is kicking my ass. Hate it. On the plus side, I bought an external cooling fan for my laptop so I can actually use it now. Awesome. Now I gotta find a new job.
I'm working on more chapters, they should be up soon. Hopefully.
Thanks for reading and sticking with me.
-Cannibal